Monday, 16 January 2012

“When I open my eyes again, I will be in my bed and realise that this is just another dream.”
But I didn't dare opening my eyes. Something inside of me gave me the feeling that, this time, it was different. I didn't knew what it was, but I knew that, this time, I was awake.
And when I finally opened my eyes, I found out what it was, that was giving me that certainity:
I was not scared. And even thought I knew that my life was about to end, I was not scared.
In my dreams, I feared that moment. But now I realised, just before I heard the familiar sound of their gun, that I had nothing to lose.
And then that bullet hit me. And I knew, I would never have a nightmare again. And smiled.